Past Time Shells

By: Lacye Carter

Walking on the shore of hopefulness

Comfortable i sink my toes into the sand of life

And i feel time pass through my toes

Behind me i can see the footprints i left

Now a single pair, marking the moist sand

Pieces of polished glass and shells of my pain

Its a sharp piercing sensation as i look to the future

The warmth of the sun endures ill be okay

A wild wave crashes overhead overtaking me with its power

Swirling the sand from beneath my feet sweeping me from my violent stance

Pilling me under into the past time

Picking up long buried sharp shards of brokenness

My past pierces my vulnerability and i wash to the shore exposed and gasping for air  

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2 years ago
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Nice !